Chapitre 173: Chapter 173: Battlefield

"You're ignorance shall be the death of you," the king said, his voice cold and cutting as his glare bore into Jett.

Jett clenched his fists but maintained a composed exterior. He wasn't ready yet. The inferno blazing around him was his only shield, its dwindling flames buying him precious seconds as his MP slowly climbed. Time was slipping through his fingers, but he needed more of it.

"Cornered, young man. Hand her over," the king demanded again, his tone sharp with finality.

Jett's mind raced. 'What's his deal? With those stats, he should've crushed me by now. Why's he stalling?' His eyes narrowed as he studied the king. 'He keeps acting like he wants to finish this quickly, but something's holding him back.'

His gaze shifted to the queen, her pale face etched with fear. She stood too close to danger, and every second made the situation worse. 'I need to get her out of here. But how?'